Tradition suggested that we may need a break. Crowns and religions, Exposed as just fake Politicians who tell us that all will be well While smiling so sweetly Party's for sale Crowns made of paper Angels and John Shoes, tattered and skinny Asking Them all If they'll spare you a penny, your house has just gone What about Sheila, What about Ron Can they both have some money They're cars in a pond, Insurance, taxation Scriptures and diction Vocabularies,  Manners  Man made addictions All caught in the maelstrom  Of evolution not fiction. Simples!  AGL

The light has been extinguished Darkness fills me Nothing can illuminate Not candle or beaming torch Fluorescent dreams My only saviour Strange to think that sleeping Is the only sanctuary I have had With eyelids tightly closed I would expect only night terrors  Hear them scream and call The wonder of imagination Has caused the veil to fall What of tomorrow Will the east present the sun? The star above can warm us Under her we burn When I open my eyes The brightness returns Hand held high Blinking I run Free from the ebony horror That has held me here for so long Free of thoughts that have ruled me Turning all of my rights to wrongs I sleep in peaceful slumber A bed so clean and warm Awakening Early, Happier Sweetly comes the dawn. AGL